28.01.2021
Oh, Holy Sava
There was no prettier childThan young Rastko the Serbian prince,
He wanted not to be a ruler,
so he escaped to Hilandar.
Neither a knight, nor a shepherd,
rather to a monastery
to be alone, to struggle,
to learn the holy wisdom.
Oh, Holy Sava, wise head,
you tell us what is healthy,
what is good and what is valid,
for us children tell us, Holy Sava..
He studied, wrote books,
took care of our worries,
then the Serbian glory began,
glorified us Holy Sava.